A title that aptly describes this banh mi seller. Photos: Suzanne Larazoo
There are pieces of my heart in so many places.
In a small apothecary’s shop in Venice, where shelves of dusty bottles rise to the ceiling in every shade of glass imaginable – and some, unimaginable. And tiny glasses of bitterly herbaceous, fragrant Barolo Chinato are clinked by people who don’t speak the same language.
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